i've got soul...but i'm not a soldier





This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “Save us!”… and I’ll whisper “no.”



arrkenshield:

Richard Armitage by AAP Newswire, April 2013





"Though much is taken, much abides, and though we are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are… One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." - Skyfall (2012)



i have no choice but to retaliate



blurrymelancholy:

You always feel it, Sherlock. But you don’t have to fear it. Pain… heartbreak… loss… death… it’s all good. It’s all good.




we are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; a secretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobody | the long bright dark

we are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; a secretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobodythe long bright dark



So what do you believe? Look. I consider myself a realist, all right? But in philosophical terms, I’m what’s called ‘the pessimist’. I think human consciousness was a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself. We are creatures that should not exist by natural law. We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self. This accretion of sensory experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody… when, in fact, everybody’s nobody.